Koren sat in the central chair aboard the bridge. A station he rarely used, as he was often either in his study or on the move somewhere doing other important business. The fact he was in this chair, was a sign in itself. The door hissed open, he didn't even bother to turn to see who it was. Only certain people were allowed to enter this room, so he wasn't surprised when he heard her voice. "Father, why did I get a communication between you and a [i]slaver[/i]." She virtually spat the word, and for good reason. He never understood peoples fascination with slaves, when droids could do the jobs better and with less risk. Sure some people liked having slaves for things that droids couldn't do, without some seriously messed up modifications, however when you lived in Hutt Space there was always someone working for credits.

Loretta, who had more of a moral compass than he did was even more anti-slavery than he was. "Honey, you know. Business is business, I don't like them anymore than you do."

"You literally have an army of droids at your disposal, why do you need slaves?" Koren stood and turned to face her.

"Who said I was buying slaves? Who said I was selling? Sometimes a slaver has something I need, that's all. I can't get that without contacting them, it's a necessary evil."

She crosser her arms across her chest. "Okay then, what is it you need from them?" If a T-Series droid could roll it's eyes, Koren knew that Thinker would have done so. After all Thinker was cold, calculating, and didn't do any of this emotional stuff.

"Loretta. How did I hire Tara?"

"You bought and free'd her."

"How about Rea?"

"You bought her, and then free'd her." Koren raised his hands as he leaned back, to indicate she was just proving his point. 

"I understand I can't buy and free every slave under the sun, but when I hear about a particular case... Say of an entire clan being captured and forced into slavery. Well. I have to step in, after all I'm a power hungry megolaniac I'm not evil." She leaned in and hugged him. 

"Oh, I'm sorry for misjudging you Dad."

"It's okay sweetheart, I understand. Now, go send a message to our good slaver friend and tell him I request a rendevous to purchase all his recently acquired stock." It was an investment, as much as it was with the Jedi. Though he knew it would pay out in the end. His investments always did.

As she turned and left, a slight spring in her step he noticed Thinker looking at him. "I know logically you'd rather I used alternate methods, however slaves take effort to control and I was never fond of the concept. As for using them instead of droids, I need to keep up appearances here. If a number of droids go missing from this ship, if people see me moving them theres going to be questions asked. Questions I'm not ready to answer. We're still two early, we've been working on this for years and it's still not near completion."

"If you had allowed me to do so with droids years ago-" 

"If I had allowed you to do that, we wouldn't have the status we have now. Nor the recognition. We've been over this. Mine is the course of action we're taking."